//Angel//

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-Lucy P.O.V- 

I'm not sure how to describe how I'm feeling. Scared? Confused? Excited? It's a feeling that I couldn't decipher. A complex feeling that is made up of a bunch of other feelings. I should be just scared, although I am not in my right mind at the moment, I know that. The warm, fuzzy feeling that the alcohol gave me remained. For some reason, I was excited to see what this night would bring.  

"And this is the bedroom, where you'll.. or, we'll be sleeping." Josh explained with a smirk once he showed me the rest of his house. The house was simple, almost too simple. There was something about it that i almost didn't trust. 

I ignored the feeling. The feeling that told me I should leave, that is. I looked around the room Josh had brought me to. Just like the rest of the house, it was simple.

I began to get dizzy, so without saying anything I stumbled over and sat on the bed, my eyelids becoming heavier and heavier as I stared down at the floor.

"Damn, you must be tired, huh?" Josh grinned as he walked over and kneeled down so he could look me in the eyes. As I stare back at him, I began to notice that the warm, fuzzy feeling that kept me in my drunken state had began to slowly fade away, as I was soon greeted by a piercing headache.

"Y-yeah.." I grumble as I rub my temples, closing my eyes. This is where I began to rethink my choices of coming here. "Uhm.. If you want, I can get out of your hair... I'm starting to sober up I think.." I open one eye and glance up at Josh.

Josh chuckles, "What kind of guy would I be if I let such a pretty thing go out into the streets with a hangover?" He smirked and ruffled up my hair. "Here, why don't you just get some sleep, I have to get some work done before I sleep." Josh suggested.

Sighing, I shuffle back and burry myself under the soft, warm blankets that smelled of peppermint and cologne. What a comforting scent it was. It smelled of Josh.

Josh hummed and flicked off the light, stopping at the door before mumbling, "Sleep tight, my angel." Before walking out, leaving the door cracked.

My entire face heated up at his words. I knew that I had just met him, but damn a stranger has never made me feel this way before.

I smile to myself and burry my face into the soft pillows as I drifted off into a peaceful slumber which drowned out my headache.

I wish I had known what I was getting myself into at the time, but unfortunately I was so naive, and oh so very stupid.

I had fallen in love, just from one night.

Damn, I wish I never had.

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